I barged into my mother's house and headed straight into her bedroom. Touching everything that was hers and clearing my mind of everything. I was just about to scream in frustration when I felt her presence. "Mom?" I whispered looking straight at her with a smile on my face, which was quickly taken off at the sight of her in distress. "Mom?" this time I said it as if I was asking her what was wrong. She was wearing her house-maker dress with the pockets and her hair was in total disarray.

"Oh Kody, it's worse than I could have ever dreamt up. I can't stay long. As there's a war on earth there is a war beyond."

"Mom, no; you can't leave me, I need you. I came here for your help, please." She shook her head at me sadly.

"Honey, you're ten times stronger than I ever could be and I've been watching you, you're able to manipulate another's thoughts. That's just fantastic, if you only use it for the good of others and to protect yourself. Do you understand?" I nodded mutely. "Alright, I have to go in thirty seconds, but remember this: in peace sons bury fathers, at war fathers bury sons. Your father already buried Jason, don't let Emmett bury your father or either of them bury you."

"There are people invading my mind, I fear I might go crazy." I said with my head down, ashamed.

"They will help you, don't let them go honey. Protect them with everything you have. Try to feel the environment in your visions, not just hot or cold, but read the emotions behind every action, it will help immensely." the storm outside was getting more and more obtrusive. But, instead of rain and wind, the only forces I was hearing. I heard, also, voices of beings yelling at each other, some showing haughtiness in their speech and others showing their blithe with a hint of hatred. My mom looked at me in pain before handing me a piece of paper from her dress pocket. "Rest my child, for this storm is only just beginning." She said before she faded back into nothing. I looked down on the piece of paper and read what she wrote:

So live your life that the fear of death can never enter your heart. Trouble no one about their religions; respect others in their view, and demand that they respect yours. Love your life, perfect your life, beautify all things in your life. Seek to make your life long and its purpose in the service of your people. Prepare a noble death song for the day when you go over the great divide.

Always give a word or a sign of salute when meeting or passing a friend, even a stranger, when in a lonely place. Show respect to all people and grovel to no one.

When you arise in the morning give thanks for the food and for the joy of living. If you see no reason for giving thanks, the fault lies only in yourself. Abuse no one and no thing, for abuse turns the wise ones to fools and robs the spirit of its vision.

When it comes your time to die, be not like those whose hearts are filled with the fear of death, so that when their time comes they weep and pray for a little more time to live their lives over again in a different way. Sing your death song and die like a hero going home.

I don't remember how many time I read the poem until I felt like a weight was being lifted from my shoulders. I could feel the hate for my brother's actions gone with him and the hate for my father, diminished. My mom was right, I had nothing to fear now, everything would come as they should and if I happened to die - that would be the worst case scenario - I wouldn't fear death, but embrace it. I fell asleep in my old bedroom with my posters and piano staring back at me, protecting me from the garrulous storm of souls from entering my mind, allowing me for this one night of peace before the hurricane.

Emmett POV

Telling the family what happened in the forest was more complicated than I could have ever anticipated. Did I tell them that she was possessed for two minutes as people were using her body as a host and talking to me through her?

"Emmett? It's me, Kody. Look, I know it's been kind of awkward and this is really awkward. I just came to say sorry to you and your family. After everything with my brother, my father, then my brother again, seeing myself kill all of you, and then finding out that you were my grandfather," she huffed with a short laugh, "I know something came over me in the forest Friday, but you won't have to fight anything for me or from me. It's okay, I can handle it now. I can handle it." She whispered the last sentence as if speaking to herself. "And, I know that I could possibly die, but that's the thrill of it, right? I can't fear death anymore, you know? I'm sick of running, I've been on the run for almost my whole life, it's time I settled down, and don't you think. Okay, I'm just going to go now; you can get out of that crouch now. Five…four…three…two….; hey Emmett." She said with a smile. She looked better than I ever seen her before. Well rested, clothed properly, she was even carrying a purse that I knew Alice would love. I registered all this before I hugged her, but when I tried to let go, she held on tightly. When she let go of me, I dragged her inside.

"Everybody's been worried about you, especially Nessie."

"Glad….an abundance of de-" I turned to look at her and her eyes weren't here, but days away. She kept murmuring things for about five minutes, and when she came to, the whole family was in front of her. She stared at all the men in anguish before landing her eyes on me and giving a small smile.

"What's wrong?" Alice asked.

"I just came to tell you that-"

"There's a war going on and I'm going to help Kody." I interrupted.

"No!" she shouted, "you can't fight my battles. None of you can help, I have to do this by myself with- I mean, I still don't know who the 'she' is." I was left baffled as she continued on talking to the family. Did she not recognize that the 'she' was her? Didn't she know how valuable she was to everybody whose life she has touched? After this, I'm going to need a venti cappuccino. "I have to protect whoever she is."

"I'm helping, and that's final. Now, this is –"

"Whoa Emmett; when did you plan on telling me this?" Rosy asked; I feared facing her at the moment so I just looked at the tile floor.

"He wasn't thinking and I'm not sure he knows what this could mean. Before any of you sign up for this I need you to know that I can make Emmett forget the whole thing. I'm mentally armed and dangerous." She said with a slight chuckle. "I would never let Emmett fight for me, and I'd only make him run like hell home if something serious is about to happen."

"Emmett," Rose said in a warning voice.

"I'm coming. I'll be right back," I said back to Kody. She simply nodded her head with wide eyes. Rose led me up the stairs and started to talk in hushed tones, that only I could here.

"Emmett," Rosalie hissed, "did she say anything about the rape?" I widened my eyes in shock; she never mentioned that at all.

"It was like it never happened." I continued my thought; "She didn't mention it – but, she did try to scream when she first saw me, but then I guess she recognized me."

"Emmett, you listen to me, and by god, you listen well, you big oaf. You can't fight with her, for her, or whatever. If we don't tell what happened that night or she doesn't remember what happened then she won't be able to watch you fight, she'll get scared and probably go crazy, killing everything in sight or just wanting to get away, those people will notice everything. Emmett, please-"

"Rose, I understand," I said grabbing her hands and kissing them gently. "But, she's the only family I have left. I don't count that dog that's also her father, and any children that he might have will never be as awesome as Kody. The only thing he'd be able to raise is a cold-blooded murderer. I have to prote-" I was cut off by a blood-curdling scream you know, the screams that make your toes curl. I raced down the stairs, with Rosalie right behind me.

"Kody!" she yelled in her hurry to get it out before I could. She looked at Rosalie for a few seconds before she recognized her, Rosalie looked at me and murmured sorry before she looked back at Kody, "Kody come with me, we need to talk."